a little bit of spanish goodness...

"Vuestro Dios dice: 'Consolad, consolad a mi pueblo; hablad con cariño a Jerusalén y decidle que su esclavitud ha terminado, que ya ha pagado por sus faltas, que ya ha recibido de mi mano el doble del castigo por todos sus pecados.'

Una voz grita: 'Preparad al Señor un camino en el desierto, trazad para nuestro Dios una calzada recta en la región estéril. Rellenad todas las cañadas, allanad los cerros y las colinas, convertid la región quebrada y montañosa en llanura totalmente lisa. Entonces mostrará el Señor su gloria, y todos los hombres juntos la verán. El Señor mismo lo ha dicho.'

... Viene como un pastor que cuida su rebaño; levanta los corderos en sus brazos, los lleva junto al pecho y atiende con cuidado a la reción paridas..." Isaías 40

the pot calling the kettle black

Most of my life these days functions in Spanish, so from time to time English sounds foreign to me. Today I was talking to someone in the States who said that he didn't mean to be the pot calling the kettle black and I thought, "I love that expression!" No, really, I think it may very well be one of my favorite idioms. And I can't say that I've even ever used it. But I think I may try to begin.

The closest thing I can think of in Spanish is "Apártate que me tiznas, dijo la sartén al cazo." ("Move away, you are blackening me, said the pan to the pot") or "El burro hablando de orejas..." ("The donkey talking about ears..."), the first of which I like a lot, although again I've never actually used (something I need to change).

I think I like it because, I mean really, how true is it that we are exactly that, the pot calling the kettle black. I mean, how many times are we so quick to be critical of others and specifically with things that we do, or are... Bueno, it made me think.

La riqueza de España

so... there are lots of things i love about Spain. one of them is the food and another the people. after going grocery shopping, i remembered how great the bread here is -- like french baguettes. and getting off the plane and getting some coffee, i remembered how great the coffee was. and it definitely is great to hear some good Spain Spanish. i had definitely missed it. and although i somehow was irrationally afraid i might forget it, i do still know and speak spanish.